That is the word I would use to describe this week, at best.
I walked almost 11 miles on Saturday with A. We, of course, talked the whole time. I hadn’t seen her in quite a while, so I filled her in on my trip to the PHX and my awesome average ten year reunion. She told me about her experience at the Brewers game a few weeks ago and about her trip to SF, CA coming up. In the afternoon, the husband and I assembled our 7 piece patio set. As soon as it was built the hubs sat down to enjoy the fruits of his labor.
(And show off his six-pack.)
Saturday night we went to a friend’s house to watch the show we had sold our tickets to, in order to purchase said patio set. Our friends B and T have an apartment with a balcony overlooking the park where the concert took place. We didn’t miss much.
Sunday, I had contemplated power cleaning, but only got a little done.
Tuesday my tooth was hurting beyond belief, so I stayed home from work. I nearly ODed on Advil (is that possible) and proceeded to clean our house like it hadn’t been in a long time. That felt wonderful. Now if we can just keep it that way…
Wednesday I worked out at the Y after work. I also learned a lesson. Running shorts + Yoga + Pilates = Ass shown for all to see. I forgot about how running shorts A) aren’t long, and 2) have flaps for air circulation/flexibility that allow others to view my ass. Awesome.
Yesterday I learned that my mom tested negative for the BRCA gene. This is such great news. Moreover, it means that I need only look to my dad’s side of the family for that possibility for me. Last night, I did nothing. The husband and I made our own dinners. I watched almost 3 hours of The First 48. I love that show. I’m half convinced I should have been a detective or crime scene person. The hubs also watered the lawn.
(There he is showing off his manly physique again.)
Tonight, the husband and I are going to cheer on the Twins as they take on the Brewers yet again. Tomorrow, I have to be up at 4:45am in anticipation of my teammates for the 3 Day coming over to meet before our 12.5 mile walk. It will be a full day, to say the least.
